A Hundred and Fifty Years
Ask most Americans to name an ancestor born before about 1900 and they cannot. Three generations, maybe four, and the family line goes quiet. Roughly a hundred and fifty years is the whole reach of a typical American memory — and almost no one notices that this is strange.
1 · About 150 years
You, your parents, their parents — then, for most American families, the one who got off the boat. Past the immigrant who arrived, the names usually run out. The living voice of a family reliably carries only about three generations before it needs an institution to hold it. Vansina, Oral Tradition as History, 1985 (the "floating gap").
2 · It was cut, not lost
This is not how far memory can go — it is how far ours goes. For most American families the old country, the land, the village and the names that held the memory were all left behind in a single crossing during the great immigration wave. The clock simply started over at the dock. U.S. immigration peaked c. 1880–1924 (Ellis Island opened 1892).
3 · A thousand years (Iceland)
Nothing biological separates you from a people who remember further. Icelanders can still name their ancestry roughly a thousand years back — held in the medieval Book of Icelanders and kept current in a national genealogical database. Same brain; an unbroken thread. Íslendingabók (12th c.); the modern Íslendingabók database (deCODE).
4 · Seven thousand years (the songline)
Some peoples carry their whole country as a story you can walk. Aboriginal Australian songlines still name coastlines the sea drowned more than seven thousand years ago — memory kept faithfully across roughly three hundred generations. We fill drives and clouds and call it memory, and still cannot reach past a great-grandparent. They built no machine; the song was the machine, and it has outlasted every hard drive we will ever make. The reach was never meant to stop at one lifetime. Nunn & Reid, Australian Geographer, 2016; Kelly, The Memory Code, 2016.